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Our Father


A father is his daughters first love

Knowing she is pure and free like a white dove

He cares for them with all he can

He is his sons number one fan

On this day we celebrate fathers

Whether single or married they still prosper

Even though the father above is far more great

He assigned us fathers to lead us to faith

I am my fathers daughter and I happily accept that fact

Because he always tries to be there when I need his back

A father is loving and caring

Not one single father on Earth comparing

And you have done so much to hear me say

I love you daddy, happy fathers day

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